Having understood this, Heshima made his decision.
Heshima immediately rapped on the table before him. The banging echoed through the tent, and everyone else stopped. They knew the High Chieftain was telling them to be quiet. He was about to speak.
Everyone fell silent and looked quietly at Heshima, waiting to see what the High Chieftain intended to say.
Heshima said to them, "Your discussion has been good, but do not quarrel. We are all brothers of the same tribe.
"We came here to wage war this time for the future of the Iron Bone Tribe, and even more so for the future of the Steppe Barbarians.
"As long as we capture the fortress across from us, we can enter the lands of the southerners to burn, kill, and plunder, taking what belongs to us—wealth, grain, cloth, and all the supplies our tribes desperately need.
"With those things, our tribesmen will no longer go hungry, and winter will no longer be so hard to endure.
"The strength of our tribe, and that of the entire Steppe Barbarians, can recover quickly. We can also use this place as a base to keep expanding into the territories of other southerners.
"Then we may well achieve a great undertaking far beyond that of our ancestors. Therefore, I hope everyone will work together sincerely in this battle and not begrudge the losses among your own troops and tribesmen.
"Lord Keledu's proposal is indeed effective, and Ba Lie's view is reasonable. So, I have an idea: in the next battle, we will commit all our strength. Every tribe will work together and send out all its elite forces.
"Therefore, I hope everyone will prepare diligently during these next few days. Once everyone is fully ready, we will resume our assault on this Border Fortress.
"Every